Wedding Bells are Breaking Up That Old Gang of Mine

We went to see the new baby

And we smoked weed on the back porch

And lying on my back with the pool floatie

Raining blood just thundering forth

I said, "What do you say your parents take your place for an hour

So we can drive downtown to our old favorite place

Let the years just melt away to find our sound

Back where we were found"

But there's not a soul down on the corner

And that's a pretty certain sign

That I shouldn't try to play the reformer

Picking up pieces of that old game of mine

But what would they say if it went the other way

We flew to today through ten years of time

They'd be ashamed, I'm so sure they'd be ashamed

At what I claimed to be doing with my life

And now they're all paired off

And kissing the other half goodnight

And then falling deep into the same sleep

While walls and warm sheets shut out the light

And I'm the only one at the top of my lungs

Who's still singing sweet adelines

They're all filled up, they don't need the love

That I'm bringing, that old game of mine

Not a soul down on the corner

They're all safe sitting down behind smooth sheets of glass

And I guess it's not gonna get any warmer

Guess it's raining slow 'til it's raining fast